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Yesterday I fed the loving couple. Then I went around the corner looking for the brats. Patch came running up and I fed him, looked around to see Loudmouth wanting food. Fed him. Found little Mask already eating a big plate of food that someone else gave him.
When I came home later that day, all five cats were gathered around a little old lady. She, like me, is another pushover for a cute face. She didn’t feed them as much as I do, but at least they were bugging her and not me.
This morning I was greeted by Fluffy and Bag. Bag hung back until Fluffy was fed. In some ways it seems like he is surprised I even feed him, like he was some kind of neglected child and now expects it as an adult. He’s not a cute as the other cats, that may be why. He used to try and stare me and my husband down in a mean sort of way. But I started talking baby talk to him, and now he does that slow blink and rubs his jowl against a tree in addition to the staring.
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